I find myself reassessing life each year. My ups and downs, my milestones, and my goals. I tend to think of my life in seasons. Not months or years or even weeks or days.

It’s not easy to realize you’re an alcoholic before you’ve even reached the legal drinking age. But getting clean becomes a whole lot easier when you’re f*cked up enough to cope using humor. I mean, imagine recovering from substance abuse and not even being able to make jokes at your own expense.